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@sharongooner wrote:
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@cath 55 wrote:
@pats wrote:
…i was still in me vest n liberty bodice till i was 12. :oops: lmao.
OMG!!!!!!!! liberty bodices ffs me mum bought us all liberty bodices pmsl for 15 year olds when we woz 11
God..yes I remember those bliddy liberty-bodices..and the pink net party frock that scrathched the skin off till you bled. Turning a frozen stretch of pavement into a slide and going on it in my plastic [red]sandals coz it made me slide faster and ‘Rag tag and Bobtail’ on Watch With Mother and the spazzy kid in the class with round, pink National Health glasses with one eye patched over. Lyon’s individual fruit pies and Lost In Space on a Saturday night. Following me big sister everywhere and annoying her mates…thumpin’ all me li’l bruvver’s mates as well. Getting skelped for trying to buy a Mr. Whippy with plastic buttons. Tudor crisps and sarsparilla..frozen jubilees..black jacks. Being made to stay at the table for three hours until I ate my tripe and onions School dinners and the fight over the custard skin..kiss-me chases and skipping ropes in the playground. “Tales Of The Riverbank”..Sindy Dolls without bosoms..Clarke’s patent shiny shoes. Feck we were miserable :lol:
LOL essy at the frozen jubilees…….. my mum and dad dont remember them!!! Had a big debate with them a while back on that one. Do you remember the ice cream drinks…….. when you went to a cafe (mine was on the Paisley Road) and you could get Ginger Beer and Ice cream, but it werent just that…….. they actually had a name for them, was it a fizzy ice or something like that?…….. would be good to solve this one as mum and dad say they were just called ices and I was only 6 so how could I possibly be right but I swear they had a name…. :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: :lol:
Paisley Road … thats near me… lol
my mam used to make her own ginger beer and my da would make his own home brew,… mam used to keep the ginger beer ootside in the coalcellar thing… and when my da was makin the home brew i used to sook the froth when he went oot the room lol the ginger beer n ice cream my mam called it ginger floats…. shazza.
I mind on a saturday we stayed in a cul de sack and we used wage war on the streetkids up the road on saturdays… we’d make stink bombs fae toilet rolls canny mind what else mind… oh and a few of the lads used to put dugs’ shyte on a stick and chase ya lol i mind they also when found chewin gum on the pavement… very rare btw..!!! they used to peel it back and eat the inside..!!! lol rank as i used to bolock at the thought lol we had a small river at the back of oor hoose and we had made a tree swing going across it plus we once tried puttin a plank of wood to the other side and i mind i was the wee’ist and had to go first and the thing wasnt fixed right lol and in i went… but i mind still playin oot till i dried oot as i knew if i went hame id get kick’d up n road the stairs lol mind ya i still got it but atleast i got oot to play til bedtime lol
i also mind sittin like Esm… at the table for 3hrs or so eatin broad beans..!!! ohhh the bad memories of tripe and smoke haddock cooked in milk..!!! rank..!!! im bolockin thinkin of it.. I also mind when at me Nanas’ she’d bake goodies while listenin to Mrs Dales Diary..
and like Cath drippin on ya toast.. way bovril on tap… mmmm@sunny wrote:
Have to agree about the memmories since mom died i havent stoped thinking of the things we did tother
Ther was only the two of us but my god we didnt have a lot but i was never bored
Mount of time we went to Aston park with jam sarnies and a bottle of water lol
didnt have a telly for years but she made games up out of nothing lol
Think today the kids grow up far to quick they just dont seem to have a childhood
And that is a shame mine are 15 and 12 and i carnt leave lil notes on xmas day like i have always done
Like a paper chain to find lil cheap prezzies they have said its babyish lol :roll:
sunny x we didnae follow the paper chains to find oor pressie… my dad always wrote a riddle and ofcourse the clue was in the riddle, but by 2hrs l8ter id be in tears as my brother would of found his, and my mam and id still be greetin in the corner as i cudnae find it… lol and ofcourse i didnae look properly lol
ohh the memories…. British Bulldug… eh i prefered Kick the can,… n wally.. plus u used to find me lickin the boots way the lads with seein whom can get the 10p and mind it was the ole 10pm siZe closest to the wall… also canny mind the name… but ya put 10 small stones on your hand and flip them up and catch them the otherside of your hand and ya keep going to try and catch them and not lose any…. Having an older brother was pants though as I had to wear his hand me downs…!!! i mind when the lassies at school used to do handstand againest the wall i only every joined in once as when i did the handstand all ya cud hear was laughin as when my skirt fell over me heid i was showin off my big bro’s hand me doon Spiderman Y’s…. lol hear i can laff now but at the time lol mind ya I did get his purple chopper…!!!
Santa called out “Ho Ho Ho” the sleigh refused to go,
Standing there, on Christmas eve, surrounded by the snow;
Rudolph looked him in the eye, said: “Get yourself a bike!
As of now, we reindeers go nowhere, we’re all on strike!”
Santa sat back on his seat, and stroked his flowing beard,
This was just the kind of thing that Mrs. Claus had feared;
Left-wing elves had infiltrated Toyland’s working force,
Spreading fear and factions (and collecting dues, of course).
Dancer cried: “We want nice coats that reach down to our knees,
All the toys that we deliver – we want royalties!”
“Yes!” cried Prancer, “And we want a no-cost dental plan”
Dasher said: “He won’t agree, let’s post a total ban!”
“Wait a minute” Santa cried “Can’t we negotiate?
Christmas eve is passing by, it soon will be too late!”
“Better give us what we want!” said Blitzen, looking sour,
“Extra pay for holidays, and tea breaks every hour!”
“Safety workwear, too” said Vixen, “For the snowy roofs,
Woolen covers for our noses, fur boots for our hoofs;”
“Right” said Cupid, “And we want a brand-new lightweight sleigh,
Every year my back just kills me right through Christmas day!”
Comet looked at Dasher, gave a wink, said: “We demand
Any night shift – double time – oh yeah, and cash in hand!
Course we aren’t so selfish, we’re not thinking of ourselves,
All these benefits we want are also for the elves.”
Santa jumped down from the sleigh and cut the reindeer loose,
He could lecture, beg and plead, but really saw no use;
“Come on Santa” Rudolph argued, “We can sign a pact,”
Santa looked around them all and said two words: “You’re sacked!”
Santa called for Rudolph but that reindeer didn’t come,
“I know what he needs – a good size ten boot up the bum!
Look at me: a toy-filled sack, and Christmas eve is here,
He’s been hopeless since he won that twist contest last year!”
All the elves then gathered round, what Santa said was right,
Rudolph was the only deer whose nose gave off a light;
Great for foggy Christmas eves to pilot Santa’s sleigh,
Else the toys would not be in the stockings Christmas day.
Stumblebum the elf cried out “Come on, my boys let’s search,
We can’t leave poor Santa here alone and in the lurch,
Prancer, check the discos, Dancer, prowl the snowy street,
Blitzen, check the place where a reindeer likes to eat.”
Seedy bars and joints along the streets must all be checked,
Could he be in jail because of some bistro he’d wrecked?
On they went, into the night, to find the wayward deer,
As the fog began to lift, the sky became quite clear.
Two a.m. on Christmas eve, the reindeer staggered back,
Dasher left a figure-eight of hoof-prints on the track;
Comet held up Cupid, who was singing songs like mad,
Donner went to Santa, and his news was rather sad.
“Vixen is the worse for drink, he cannot fly tonight,
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer don’t know left hoof from their right;
Comet slurs his words and Cupid cannot even speak,
Santa, we must postpone Christmas for at least a week!”
Father Christmas saw the clear sky, this would be a race!
“All the stockings hung with care are already in place;
Boys and girls will lose their faith if we don’t fly tonight,”
Then he shouted “Reindeer! You must help me win this fight!”
Several pots of coffee had the poor reindeer okay,
Standing in the traces, they would pull the magic sleigh;
Just as all the elves were celebrating Santa’s win,
Nature played another card – a heavy fog rolled in.
“Woe is me,” cried Santa, “We’re not going anywhere,
What of all the stockings little children will find bare?
Milk and cookies still untouched, no presents ‘neath the tree,”
Then a deep voice shouted out “Are you looking for me?”
Rudolph! Shiny nose aglow, and none the worse for grog,
He could lead the reindeer team straight through the pea-soup fog,
Santa hugged him, led him to the front place of the eight,
Rudolph grabbed the lead reins, said “I’m sorry I was late.
“There’s this little twister girl, her name is Mary-Lou,
She’s as pretty as a picture, sweet as honey, too;
We forgot what day it was, whilst having fun ourselves,
Not a thought for Christmas, reindeer, Santa or his elves.
“Then I saw the brightest star, remembered Christmas eve,
Mary-Lou was unimpressed, said there’s no need to leave;
Something told me I should quit the fickle world of men,
Now I’m back where I belong, I’ll never leave again!”
Reindeer laughed and cheered the news and elves began to cry,
Then the sleigh leapt in the air and sped off through the sky;
Heading out to spread some joy with Rudolph’s nose alight,
Have a lovely Christmas, and I hope your star shines bright.
JMMOG…. i need to spend more time here eh….. I don’t browse for a few days and I miss all….. but what did I miss exactly….??? I did notice Geoff is back from his holidays… nice to c ya back…. but Rubes’ she’s left the *Wailin Wall* i thought she was Scottish….. she must be mixed with more than scottish blood if left here me thinks… as us True Scots…. are always here to the death…. Lang May Yir Lum Reek Rubes’ and no way Woodbine lol
my daughter is at primary school, and since the school has had to share itself with another close whiched closed for pupils with behaviour problems. the children are not allowed to go to the toilets during class time. because some children where flooding the toilets. Now my concern was more on why children under the age of 11 would be flooding toilets..??
now children holding in the need for the toilet does more damage to their bladders.
its a sad sad day, i can’t get my head round children as young as this behaving badly.
what has now happen as many parents did complain about the fact the kids couldnt use the toilets if they needed. Its now if a child does need to go, another child has to go with them.
Bat ive said to my lass well even if you don’t need to go just go have a try, but if you do need to go during class, well go but don’t dilly dally..!!
Token, Ben has a rock style and hasnt been slated for his style or flare… wonder why Ray was gettin a raw deal with the swing…!!
I really don’t wish to hear the Mac Dougnuts murder Breakfast in Tiffanys..!!! not an easy song to master..!!! they have murdered everything they have been given..
here meant to say… on sat oor xmas town lights were fired up, and we were entertained by Journey South…. my daughter thinks there both tasty lads..!!! im worryin about her..!!! she’s only 8..!!! I have to agree though.. i don’t remember them being that pleasant on the ole eyes… but they were… and actually no bad at the singin, I just don’t get why the need to sell cover songs..!!
lmfao… i watched that im a celebrity thing on at 5.30 with the silver fox n sheerie… and the way the reporter went on about what was comin up on the prog last nite was made to sound as if it was a full scale war fistie cuffs..!!! lmfao the way that Scot described what went on..!!! JACKANORY should be his new career..!!! fight ive seen mair fight in a paper poke in a windy day..!!!
Jan the lemur lemonin still bein as annoyin and complainin about anything…!!! wonder whom will be first to set their tetth into her ar5e..!! lol
@fastcars wrote:
Cleaning the camera lens always helps…. :-
I was goin to sugguest that Fast….
Orbs whats a orb..?? don’t say sunny id never og guessed u’d be suckered into thinkin their ghosties n ghouls eh lol ohhhhh wait i hear a thump thump…. that u Aunt Mabel…??
Im the ghost of ole Aunt Mabel…. leave my five pound on that table..!!! lolpot of cro ck of this ghostie nonsense…!!
God made Grass,,,,, Man made booze whom do you trust….???
lol @ sunnys lol
